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thedummysdummy · 2 years ago

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A Surprise Trip

"Why are you sighing over that magazine again?"

Victor dried his hands on the kitchen towel and glanced at the girl from the corner of his eye. She leaned heavily against the table with her cheek in her palm and a frown on her face. A short shake of her head was the only response, to which Victor grumbled. "Don't give me that. I heard you sighing in that way you sigh when you want me to ask you what is wrong."

The girl's head shot up with furrowed eyebrows and a scowl. "I do not want you to ask me anything! I'm just looking at these beautiful flowers and wishing I had a flower garden of my own to work on." Her eyes glittered for a moment until she realized she'd fallen right into his trap.

"I see," Victor replied with the edge of a chuckle tucked into the underside of his words. "Well, a certain dummy should stop fantasizing about flower gardens and start getting ready for work. We need to leave soon or you'll be late."

"Don't you mean WE will be late?" she teased, though she did close the cover of the magazine and stretch, a small squeak escaping her lips and her belly poking out as her arms rose above her head. Victor sighed and pulled out her chair for her so she had no excuse to continue lounging at the table.

Minutes later Victor's car hummed down the black pavement that led to their places of work. The girl's fingers gently traced the creases in Victor's palm and he closed his hand, enclosing her fingers in his warmth. “I’ll be back to pick you up at 5pm, so make sure you get your work done on time today. And I’m claiming your weekend.”

“Whatever you say, Boss.” The girl giggled and tickled Victor’s palm to free her fingers. The sound of her laughter fell on Victor’s ears like honey, encasing his heart in warm sweetness. He grasped her hand tighter. She did not fight him. Instead she leaned over and kissed his cheek as they pulled up to her office. “And don’t worry. I’ll make sure I’m even done early so you don’t have to wait for me!”

“Bold words for someone who couldn’t even get ready on her own this morning.” Victor chuckled to himself as the girl exited the car and shot him a dirty look of annoyance, tinged with fondness. His eyes remained glued to her back as she retreated into the building and paused at the door to turn back and wave. Victor humored her with a half wave, pulled out his phone, and roared back onto the highway.

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For once it wasn’t too hard to keep her promise to Victor. The next big release wasn’t for another two weeks and the last film shoot had already been edited. The girl futzed around her office most of the day, watching her employees as they worked on their individual projects. By the time lunch rolled around, she was playing a mobile game on her phone at her desk.

A knock on the doorframe jerked her attention away from the glowing screen. Kiki stood in the doorway with a large grin on her face. “Your hottie is here to see you. I think he brought you lunch. Lucky!” The girl jumped up from her desk, causing Kiki to laugh. “Don’t look so excited, Boss. You’ll have Anna in here teasing you again!”

The girl laughed along with her friend and followed her out to the main area of the office, where Victor stood with a takeout container. His eyes brightened as his fiance crossed the room hastily and wrapped her arms around his middle. “I didn’t expect to see you this early, Victor? Slow day at the office?” She looked upwards with those large eyes that made a shiver race down Victor’s spine and he took a deep breath.

“Is it ever a slow day at LFG? I simply knew that my dummy hadn’t packed lunch and didn’t want to hear her complain about how starving she was when I picked her up after work.” He handed over the takeout container, but did not turn to leave. Recognizing the tell-tale signs of a clingy Victor, the girl took his hand and hauled him toward her office.

She gestured to her extra chair and closed the door before setting the food down on the desk. “Thank you for the lunch, Victor. But it’s pretty heavy! You brought food for both of us, didn’t you?”

Victor chuckled and opened the container, producing two forks and handing one to the girl. “I will not deny that there is enough food in there for two people who eat regular portions,” he teased. He sat down and scooped a spoonful of steaming rice and sauce into his mouth. The girl needed no further invitation; she dropped into her own chair and joined Victor in eating from the dish. It didn’t take long for the pair to empty the container and lean back slightly in their chairs. Victor placed his fork in the box and gestured to the computer. “Are you on track to leave on time this evening?”

“Actually, I’ve run out of things to do. I-”

“Perfect. Gather your things, then. We’ll be off.” Victor cut the girl off and stood, sweeping the container into the trash at the same time. The girl opened her mouth to question him, but decided against it. Instead, a giggle slipped from her lips and she returned her belongings to her purse. This had been his plan the whole time, hadn’t it? She wasn’t given much time to contemplate his sneakiness before Victor grabbed her hand and hauled her out of the office.

The employees didn’t seem concerned at all as Victor hauled their boss through the office toward the hallway. “See you on Monday!” they all called, chuckling and shooting each other knowing looks. A blush crept over her cheeks and she did her best to hide it as she obediently allowed Victor to drag her out into the hallway.

“So what have you planned that you need my entire weekend?” the girl asked as they walked down the hallway toward the elevator. “You are lucky I don’t have a lot of work to keep me busy!”

Victor chuckled and pressed the ‘down’ button. “Luck has nothing to do with it. I’m your boss, remember? I have access to your work schedule. I knew you wouldn’t be too busy this weekend.” He seemed quite pleased with himself and the girl couldn’t help but laugh. They exited the building and Victor opened the car door, ensured the girl was safely buckled inside, and climbed into the driver’s side.

“You still didn’t answer my question,” the girl complained, though it seemed Victor had no inclination to give away his plans. He turned out of the office parking lot and onto the road leading away from their home. This only served to mystify her further as she watched the city pass by outside the window. They left the urban landscape and wound their way through the suburbs and into the countryside where homes spread farther and farther apart in the landscape.

The road became familiar. A smile crossed the girl’s face and she squeezed Victor’s hand. “Are we headed for the house in the country? But…I didn’t pack a bag or anything!”

“Just relax. I packed for you, obviously. Now sit back in your seat and rest until we arrive. I don’t want to hear about how tired my dummy is all weekend.” Victor chuckled as the girl obediently leaned back and closed her eyes without releasing any of the grip on his fingers. She soon began softly snoring. Her hand slipped from Victor’s and he shifted to rest his arm on her chair and bury his fingers in her hair. The afternoon sun was warm as it drifted through the car windows and settled on his arms and face.

He slowed the car and rolled down the window, allowing the scent of fresh-cut hay and warm dirt to fill his nostrils. Victor took a deep breath and let it out with a smile. The road drifted lazily through the countryside landscape like a ribbon of black across a green dress. Sunflowers grew tall and bright on either side of the pavement and waved in the gentle breeze.

Victor slowed further and turned into a parking lot on the south side of the road. The shop was small, but a huge yard out back sported plants of all shapes and sizes. Victor parked near the door and turned off the engine, which caused the girl’s eyes to flicker open. “Are we there already?” she mumbled through a mouthful of sleep.

“Not quite. We had to make a stop first. Come on, wake up and let’s go inside.” Victor unbuckled the girl’s seatbelt and hurried to her door to open it for her. She yawned and rubbed her eyes, taking Victor’s hand before realizing where they were.

“Victor…a plant nursery? What are we doing here?”

A look of consternation crossed Victor’s face before he rolled his eyes. “Getting a puppy.” The girl’s eyes widened in surprise and Victor scoffed. “Dummy, what do you think we’re doing at a plant nursery? We’re getting plants.”

She immediately felt her cheeks flushing red as Victor chuckled and led her into the shop. Red wagons waited outside the door and the girl grabbed one with a wide grin, ignoring Victor’s sigh as he withdrew his hand from the regular cart. “What kinds of flowers are we getting? Or are we getting vegetables? Are we planting them at the cottage house?”

“The answer is going to be ‘none of the above�� if a certain dummy doesn’t stop asking so many questions.” Victor’s face was stern, but his voice flowed with indulgence. He allowed the girl to step inside first with her wagon rolling noisily across the concrete. Her eyes were bright with excitement as she began looking at the various indoor plants which greeted her. “We are here for outdoor plants, so don’t get attached to anything in here. We might as well go straight outside.”

The girl nodded and dragged her wagon through the large barn-style doors that led to the yard. She immediately felt like she had stepped into a jungle of color and scent. Tall trees mingled with rows of roses and petunias, climbing vines and low swathes of ground cover. Lavender and sweet honeysuckle scented the air she pulled into her lungs. “How much space is there?”

“As much space as you like. We’ll make room,” Victor replied. He gently took the girl’s hand in his own and allowed her to lead him deeper into the yard. Neither seemed to feel any sense of hurry; quite to the contrary, they strolled at the pace of a pair seemingly desiring the moment to never end. The girl stopped often to bury her nose in blossoms and draw in deep breaths while Victor’s eyes were particularly soft on her back.

Little by little the red wagon filled with asters, pink camellias, red and pink carnations, hibiscus, and red and orange roses. The girl showed Victor each plant with excitement before tenderly placing it in the wagon with the others until it was completely full. “I guess we ought to call that good,” she finally murmured, examining the haul.

Victor nodded and gestured back to the shop. “Let’s go inside and get garden fabric and mulch as well.” He grabbed an abandoned cart and pushed it ahead of him, pausing by a display containing bags upon bags of colored wood chips. He squinted at the color options for a few moments, glanced upward in thought, and selected the dark brown. Rolls of bed fabric, stakes, and various hand tools finished filling the second cart and Victor returned to the girl’s side. “This ought to be sufficient.”

The girl caught hold of the hem of Victor’s shirt as she followed him to the counter, her wagon still clanking noisily behind her. One by one she handed the delicate little plants to Victor to be placed on the counter, her fingers lingering on his with each touch. He paid, packed their new belongings back in the carts, and back to the car they went.

“Aren’t you worried about getting dirt in the car?” the girl asked, concern coloring her voice. Victor shook his head and began unloading the plants and supplies into his trunk. What’s a little dirt, his expression said. She shrugged and joined him, and soon the trunk nearly overflowed with greenery. Victor closed it with caution and brushed the dirt from his hands, kissed the warm top of the girl’s head, and returned the carts while she climbed back inside the car.

There was more warmth in the rest of the drive than the sun could achieve on its own. Intertwined fingers passed heat back and forth while a comfortable silence allowed touch to carry the conversation. Victor and the girl wandered the paths of their own thoughts until they arrived at the white picket fence of the country house. “We’re here. Let’s get everything unloaded and into the garage before it begins to wilt.”

The girl nodded and hopped out of the car, not even waiting for Victor to open the door for her. With tender care the couple moved the plants from the trunk to the bench in the garage where the window allowed sunshine to reach them. Victor located a hose and an attachment, watered the plants, and hung the hose on a nearby hook.

“I think we should wait until tomorrow morning to start planting these. I’m sure someone is getting hungry by now.” Victor placed a warm hand on the top of the girl’s head and chuckled as her stomach chose that particular moment to rumble. Her ears burned, but she did her best to appear calm. “That’s what I thought. Come now, inside we go. I had groceries delivered this afternoon. I’ll get our bags.”

Victor pulled two small travel bags from the back seat of the car and led the girl to the front door. He fumbled with the keys for a moment before the girl snatched them. “Your hands are full, dummy. Let me unlock the door.” She grinned cheekily at Victor and located the key labeled “C.” It slid easily into the lock and turned with a click.

Cool air rushed out to meet the girl as she swung the door open and stepped inside. Victor followed directly behind, slipping off his shoes and stepping into slippers while setting their bags on the entry floor. A faint scent of lemon filled the air, a byproduct of the cleaning that had obviously been done earlier in the day. The girl looked at Victor quizzically. “How long have you been planning this?”

“Since I dropped you off at work this morning,” Victor replied distractedly. He picked up their bags again and carried them into the master bedroom, leaving the girl alone in the entry. But not for long; by the time she had unlaced her work shoes and removed them, Victor had returned in a casual t-shirt and shorts. He dropped to one knee next to the girl and began massaging her feet, receiving a sigh of pleasure in return. The stress of the week melted away at the touch of his hands.

Another rumble from her stomach ended the massage. Victor returned to his feet and headed for the kitchen. “Go change into something more comfortable. I’ll make a cup of tea for you to sip while I cook dinner.”

The girl needed no more persuasion. She disappeared into the bedroom while Victor opened the fridge and pulled out a variety of ingredients. Before long the scent and sound of sizzling steak and bubbling broth filled the open space. The girl drifted in on the current of lovely scent, settling at the counter where a cup of jasmine tea steamed. She sipped quietly as Victor’s confidence filled the space. His exposed biceps caught her attention, followed by the abdominals that pressed against the thin fabric of his shirt.

He seemed to know exactly where the girl’s eyes were focused and flexed perhaps just a little more broadly than cooking really required. While slicing carrots, he slipped a sliver into his mouth and paused when the girl asked, “Can I have a bite, too?” A mischievous glint came to Victor’s eye and he leaned over the counter. His lips pressed firmly against hers and when he pulled away, half the carrot stick remained in her mouth.

A memory of her previous (failed) attempt at this game filled the girl’s memory, bringing a smile to her face. “I doubt any of the other carrot sticks will taste as good as that one,” she teased, to which Victor placed another piece between his teeth and repeated his motion.

“How about that one?” he teased back, removing the steak from the burner and checking in on his soup and potatoes. She flushed and he laughed as he assembled the salad, filled their plates, and joined her at the counter.

No matter how many times she had Victor’s food, it never ceased to amaze her. Even the most simple of dishes somehow managed to taste magical. Small sounds of pleasure followed each bite, causing the corners of Victor’s lips to twitch upward. It seemed the meal was a success.

The clock chimed 5 in the parlor and the girl giggled. “Time to go home from work. I told you that I’d be done on time and you wouldn’t have to wait for me.”

“Sometimes you manage to keep your word,” Victor replied, chuckling and gathering up their plates. “Now let’s clean up so we can enjoy our evening without the dishes hanging over our heads.”

The girl nodded and padded over to the sink to begin running the water. Victor scraped the remains of their meals into the bin, rinsed them, and slid them into the basin of hot and bubbly water. She stood with a sponge and washed the dishes, while Victor rinsed and dried them. He turned to put the last plate in the cupboard and the girl scooped up a large pile of bubbles, crept closer to Victor, and placed them on the top of his head.

Victor looked at the girl with confusion until he caught a glimpse of his reflection in the window. The pile of white suds jiggled as he moved, sticking to his unruly black hair. “What did you do that for?” he grumbled, narrowing his eyebrows in a way that caused the girl to burst out into laughter. He swiftly scooped up a handful of his own bubbles and stuck them to her face like a beard. For a moment she paused in shock, eyes wide as Victor began to laugh.

As the shock wore off, the girl scooped up more bubbles and smashed them in Victor’s face. This seemed to be a declaration of all-out war, and within minutes the pair were soggy and bubbles were all over the floor and counters. They eventually ran out of bubbles and the girl flung herself into Victor’s arms, burying her face in his chest as she laughed.

“Now we need a shower,” Victor attempted to growl, but he couldn’t stop the laughter in his own voice. “Come on, let’s go get cleaned up before a dummy catches cold and ruins the entire weekend.”

“Yeah, it would sure be no fun to be your nursemaid all weekend,” the girl retorted, earning herself a moment of stunned silence from Victor. It didn’t last long, however, and she found herself being scooped up and carried toward the bathroom. She attempted to struggle, but his strong arms were like an iron cage that she could not escape.

He gently set her down on the tile floor of the bathroom and turned to warm the shower. The comforting sound of falling water and billowing clouds of steam soon enveloped the pair as they began to undress. Though instead of focusing on her own clothes, the girl wrapped her arms around Victor’s neck and grabbed his t-shirt, pulling it up over his head to reveal his well-toned chest.

Victor rumbled slightly and one corner of his lip lifted mischievously. “So that’s the game we’re playing, hm?” He reciprocated, pulling the girl’s shirt over her head while she unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants. They fell to the floor and he stepped out of them as the girl sought his lips.

But Victor, feeling particularly like a tease, stood up tall so she could not reach. He finished undressing and whisked the girl into the shower, pressing her back against the cool tile and finally ensnaring her lips with his own. Her eyes closed as her back absorbed the cold of the tile and her front absorbed the heat of Victor’s chest. “Be good and don’t squirm,” he rumbled, biting her lip and collarbone as the hot water rolled down their glistening bodies.

They did, in fact, manage to get clean before the hot water ran out and Victor handed the girl a towel. He dried his hair and wrapped his own towel around his waist, allowed the girl a moment to dry herself, and again scooped her up to carry her into the bedroom. She kicked and giggled, but made no real effort to escape her fiance’s arms. He deposited her on the bed and closed the bedroom door with his foot, more out of habit than necessity.

The clock chimed ten as the pair finally settled and drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms.

~~~

Morning dawned as sunny and bright as the day before. The girl woke to an empty bed and the scent of bacon drifting on the air. She stretched and slipped on her slippers, Victor’s shirt she had slipped on as pajamas hanging loosely around her shoulders.

Said man was standing at the stove with a pair of tongs in one hand and a spatula in the other. A pile of lightly steaming blueberry pancakes sat on a plate next to the stove, while another plate with a layer of paper towels on it awaited the arrival of the bacon. “Good morning,” he called without so much as turning around.

“Good morning,” she replied cheerfully, used to Victor seeming to have a sixth sense which recognized her presence. She poured a cup of coffee from the pot and breathed in the fragrant steam while she watched Victor finish cooking. “Are you ready to get dirty today?”

“Even dirtier than yesterday?” Victor teased. The girl laughed and he set a plate of breakfast in front of her. “Eat up. We have a lot of plants to get in the ground, and I don’t want to hear my dummy complaining that she’s weak and hungry from lack of food halfway through the job.” He gently pressed the tip of his pointer finger against the girl’s nose and sat down with his own breakfast.

They soon stood outside the home on the north side, where the lawn went directly up to the steps. A pile of stone sat off to one side, yet another incident of Victor’s meticulous yet speedy planning. “Let’s use the stone to lay out the shape of the bed, then we can use the shovels to remove the grass.”

The girl nodded and stared at the space a while, laying out the stones in multiple formations before settling on a shape. “This. I like this.”

Victor nodded and began driving his shovel into the earth, using the spade to slice through the lawn and form the outline of the flowerbed-to-be. After a couple of strokes the girl caught on and began following suit, starting on the far and and working her way toward the center. With that done, they began pulling up the grass. It was so thick and matted that it rolled up neatly like sod, making the job much easier than it could have been.

The sun felt much hotter as the pair pushed through the physical labor. Sweat dripped down Victor’s face and hair, clinging in glittering beads at the tips of his hair tufts. It only took him fifteen minutes to decide his shirt was unnecessary and he removed it, hanging it on the fence nearby.

This…was distracting. The girl looked up every two minutes to stare at his glistening body, only to catch herself and lurch back into preparing the ground. Victor noticed, but simply smirked and flexed when he felt her eyes on him. “Grab the roll of fabric, will you? And the stakes and scissors.” He rose and stretched, his back crackling as his spine shifted back into alignment.

The girl nodded and scurried over to the garage, soon returning with the requested items. She stood on one end of the bed while Victor unrolled the fabric and stretched it to the other side, jammed stakes in the dirt to hold it, and trimmed it to the correct size. The girl staked down her side and they repeated the process, this time cutting the edge to match the wavy design she had chosen.

From there they laid out the plants in various formations, shifting and arranging until they were both pleased with the visual result. One by one they cut the fabric, dug the holes, and deposited the plants in their new homes until each had left its pot and landed in its final location. The final step was carefully emptying the bags of mulch around the plants and watering them well.

“We did a pretty decent job,” Victor complimented, wrapping his arm around the girl’s shoulder. He was absolutely soaked with sweat and red from the top of his head to where his waistband cradled his torso. Neither of them had considered the need for sunscreen…

“We sure did. But you’re a tomato, Victor. We should get you inside to take a cool shower and apply some aloe.”

Victor didn’t argue. A cool shower sounded lovely, despite the fact he didn’t feel all that burnt. He helped the girl gather their tools and garbage, put them away, and stepped into the house. The air conditioning felt wonderful against his damp skin. He peeled away from the girl and headed for the bathroom while she went for the medicine cabinet. A cry of surprise from the bathroom made her giggle; “Hell! You weren’t kidding about the sunburn…”

When Victor emerged from the shower in his towel, the girl followed him into the bedroom. She held the bottle of aloe in one hand and squirted a generous dollop into her other hand, gently spreading it across Victor’s back as he sat down on the edge of the bed. He shivered slightly and his skin twitched at the cold gel, though the cooling sensation felt good as it settled in. The girl ensured she didn’t miss a single square inch of Victor before setting the bottle down and handing him a large glass of water and a pain killer.

“You’ll get dehydrated very quickly with that much of you burnt. Make sure you drink lots of water while I make something for us to eat.” She watched until he emptied the glass and hurried to refill it for him. Victor sighed but allowed the girl to pamper him…just this once. It felt rather nice to be fussed over, really.

She soon returned with a sandwich and glass of water for each of them. Victor stood and returned to the living room, refusing to allow food to get in their bed. He sat without allowing his sticky back to touch the couch and ate his late lunch quietly.

The girl joined in his silence for a long while, until she broke it with a sigh. “It’s nice being out here. Quiet, bright, a large yard and beautiful house…this would be a wonderful place to raise a family. Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, where the kids can play outside without any worry. Pudding could lounge in the windowsill while we bake in the kitchen and the kids build forts in the backyard…”

It did indeed form a picture of peace and love. Victor was startled for a moment at the thought of children of his own, but the feeling quickly was replaced by a deep longing for the scene the love of his life described. He could practically hear the patter of small feet up and down the hallways and see the sticky hand prints on the glass of the sliding door. A smile played with the corners of his lips and he set down his sandwich plate. He pulled the girl to his side despite the tackiness of the aloe still absorbing into his skin and kissed her cheek.

“That would definitely be idyllic. This certainly isn’t the most convenient location for us to raise our children, but that doesn’t mean we can’t spend plenty of holidays here.” The girl felt warmth filling her heart as Victor spoke, and suddenly she could hardly wait for the future.

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link4eva · 3 years ago

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Kiro’s Seeking Date Translation [CN]

Hey, everyone! Just a couple of things before you begin reading. I don’t actually know any Chinese so this translation was done through the power of Google Translate. A HUGE shout-out to @keliosyfan and @cheesy09 for helping me with edits and revising. Thank you!!! 💛

Here’s a link to the date video uploaded by @keliosyfan that you can follow along with.

Also, here’s a link to the call that comes before the date.

*TW: I feel like I should note that this date has mentions of human trafficking.*

This translation contains spoilers for a date that has not yet been released to the ENG server. If you wish to not be spoiled, please don’t look below the cut.

Hope you enjoy~ 💛

*Spoilers for future content below!*

[First Part]

??: What are you doing kidnapping her, idiot?!

??: She has been with Helios for so many years, she must be his most important woman.

??: With this woman, we can make him write off his debts and also crush his spirit as a gift to those foreigners.

In the dimness, two male voices drifted into my ears.

My hands were tied behind me, and the rope bore through the cloth on my body. The rough and wet touch made me very uncomfortable.

??: If he really cared about this woman, would he always keep her by his side? Tell everyone that she is his weakness?

??: This woman is a target he bought four years ago to get rid of trash and see who in the city found him unpleasant!

Although I was very certain that these people were telling the truth, after hearing those words, my heart still couldn’t help but ache.

??: This is the end of the matter. This woman can’t stay.

??: Sooner or later, that beast Helios will know what you have done. He would never let us get away with it. *Changed some wording*

??: This person has just been taken away, and Helios won’t be so fast.

The icy sound of a knife unsheathing made me clench my teeth. My whole body shook.

The hemp rope had been cut with the blade hidden in my sleeve, and I waited for the opportunity as it gradually approached.

Even though I closed my eyes, I could always see that person’s face and a pair of indifferent blue eyes.

If I died, would he be sad?

??: Hope... is the most precious thing in this world.

??: Do you want to go with me?

I can’t die yet.

But just before I acted, someone ended up being faster than me.

With a “shink”, it seemed that a sharp weapon pierced the glass and embedded itself into the wooden board. The sudden noise made my heart constrict.

??: Don’t open your eyes.

After an extremely cold and commanding voice sounded, there were shrill screams. In the continuous plethora of sounds, there was the harsh sound of bones being twisted.

I closed my eyes and curled up tightly, worried that this was just a dream.

Until I was hugged in a strong and warm embrace, with the fragrance of smokey tobacco wrapping around me.

I opened my eyes blankly and caught sight of the silver hair that was eye-catching and dazzling in the gloomy thatched house.

Those blue eyes, which were normally calm, were now mixed with a little anger.

MC: ...Am I dreaming?

Helios: Do you often dream of me?

The man gave me a look, held me, and walked out the door. It seemed to be the warehouse of a wine shop.

(Cut to outside)

Suddenly his figure stopped, and I lowered my eyes to find that a man was holding onto his trousers tightly.

??: Mr. Helios, boss, please forgive us this time. We will soon have a big deal, and then we will be accommodated….

Helios: Is the restaurant I run like an orphanage?

Helios: Repaying debts is justified.

He turned a deaf ear to the man’s pleading and the whispers from the bystanders. He moved his long legs, and the man fell to the ground.

At the same time, a group of people began to move in and out of the store.

MC: Should I first….

Helios: Don’t move.

His voice sounded impatient. I blinked and didn’t speak anymore.

After the fight was over, Helios raised the corner of his mouth and gave a slight retort to the kneeling man.

Helios: Mr. Cao, you’re welcome to visit Spring Moon Pavillion next time.

??: You foreign devil, don’t lie! Go to hell!

The curse echoed behind us, and the sound of a solid, steady heartbeat fell upon my ears.

Here, people called him many things-- Mr. Helios, the boss, foreign devil.

No one knew his origins. There was a rumour that seemed to say he was of mixed race.

Most of the restaurants, diners and pawn shops in the city were under his name, and there were many other shady places.

Countless people ate his meals, and countless people enjoyed his turf. They were his business partners, his subordinates, and his debtors.

He was the unspoken ruler of this city.

Everyone here respected him and feared him.

MC: Are you hurt?

I felt the person stepping forward seem to pause, but it was only momentarily.

Helios: No.

I leaned into that somewhat cold embrace, and in my sorrow, it seemed to overlap with the heavy snow from four years ago.

[Second Part]

(Flashback)

I stretched my arms strenuously, trying to grab the flying photograph.

The man behind me tightened the chain on the back of my neck, leaving only the muddy photo in my blurred vision, which ended up crushed with shoe prints on the ground.

Like unforeseen freedom, it broke free, but also decayed. Like my freedom, slowly slipping away with each step.

The world was covered with a film and the insults behind me were drowned out, and only cold white noise remained.

Suddenly, a pair of delicate leather shoes stopped next to the photo, and someone picked it up in the next second.

I blinked slowly, and found an eye-catching and sharp silver light under the extremely gloomy sky.

It was like the first speck of snow that one would find stunning in the late winter, burning straight into people’s eyes, beautiful and cold.

The boy looked around the same age as me, and a pair of azure blue eyes met my own.

The biting cold caused my reaction to delay and another pair of distant and similar pupils appeared before my eyes.

But they were warmer and brighter.

??: Snap out of it!

When my consciousness was pulled back to reality by the pain, I heard screams that did not belong to me. The force that restrained me suddenly disappeared, and I fell directly to the ground.

I reluctantly raised my eyes and found that the silver-haired boy had come over at some point, twisting the man’s wrist with one hand. His gaze shifted from the photo in his hand to me.

??: Did you stay in the orphanage in the east of the city as a child?

I looked at him dumbfoundedly and lost my voice for a moment.

??: Answer me.

MC: [flustered] ….Ye-yes! I stayed there for a year.

The boy’s eyes seemed to light up for a moment because of my answer, and then became alienated in the blink of an eye.

He threw the man aside, lowered his eyes and wiped off the mud from the photo with his white sleeves, then squatted down and handed it to me.

??: I’ll only ask once.

??: Come with me?

I stared at him in a daze, and the roaring from the outside world came to an abrupt end. Only the voice of the boy in front of me and my own heartbeat could be heard.

MC: Ok.

As soon as I spoke, the boy threw a few silver bills at the man.

The heavy snow fell silently, and I was taken into his arms, like a fragmented snowflake.

The blood, water and frost all mixed together, and I heard his voice in the dizziness.

??: Starting today, you are mine.

??: My name is Helios.

??: But I don’t like this name, so don’t call me that.

MC: My name is MC….Then um….what should I call you?

His attitude left me a little perplexed.

Helios: If you have something to say, I will acknowledge it.

Helios: Is that photo important?

In the heavy snow on the quiet road, I lifted my head laboriously, trying to muster a smile.

MC: [smiling affectionately] Very important. He was my best friend in the orphanage and a big star in the city.

MC: Everyone loved to hear him sing. He never cared about who his audience was; he shined nonetheless.

MC: It’s just… He went abroad six months ago, so he must be an even better person now.

The boy’s footsteps froze for a moment as if his feet were bound in ice and snow.

Helios: He’s just an actor.

Helios: A useless profession.

MC: But….it was his smile that gave me strength.

Without him, I would not have been able to hold on till the day I met you.

(End of flashback)

I opened my eyes and turned my head to see Helios sitting on the sofa, casually reading the newspaper. As usual, he should be in the restaurant at this time.

Looking at his profile, the dream I had just now made me a little confused.

It turned out that I had stayed by his side for so long.

He took me back to the small restaurant, healed my injuries and taught me all kinds of things.

Literacy, singing, dancing, medical skills, business….

He was the most ruthless and sharp blade. I had witnessed how he, with his own power, had expanded this small restaurant to its current size in just a few years.

Helios: Get up and eat if you’re awake.

The sudden words interrupted my thoughts. Helios didn’t look up as he slowly took a sip of tea from his teacup. Seeing him frown, I immediately got up from the bed.

The food had been arranged on the wooden table, the temperature just right; neither too hot nor too cold--

Obviously, the people who prepared this had carefully taken time into consideration.

I looked at the man sitting aside from the sidelines and saw the teacup he put aside. I was a little puzzled.

MC: Is that pot of tea not brewed?

Helios: It’s poisoned.

Helios: Tastes terrible.

I almost choked on the spring rolls in my mouth and sighed inwardly at his calm demeanour.

I went up to the cabinet, skillfully took out the bottle of medicine and poured out a pill. I walked up to him and handed it over.

Helios: I won’t die.

After hearing the expected answer, I picked up the pill and brought it to his mouth.

He didn’t open his mouth but stared at me coldly.

MC: You don’t need to stare at me. I’m not afraid of you.

With that said, I continued to pry open his mouth with the pill.

Probably moved by my fearlessness, his mouth finally opened slowly and swallowed the pill.

I smiled with satisfaction and when I turned around to continue enjoying my spring rolls, a pair of cool palms swept over my waist.

The incense stick burned quietly, and a small sigh and familiar body temperature covered me closely from behind.

Helios: Don’t you blame me for using you as bait?

He closed his eyes. His long eyelashes were covered with sunlight and his brows were furrowed.

MC: You taught me that there is no meaningless business in this world.

MC: You bought me. My life is yours.

Helios: That’s the spirit.

The person behind slowly opened his eyes, his pupils full of jest and scrutiny.

MC: Today I just wanted to go to the temple to ask for a peace charm like in previous years.

MC: I was going to go there by myself, but I didn’t want to cause you trouble.

He probably didn’t believe me. Even so, I explained it word by word.

A cool finger stroked my neck and entangled a few strands of my hair.

Helios: How many years have you been with me?

His sudden question had me stunned for a moment.

MC: ….Three years and two hundred and seventy-five days.

Helios: It’s three years and two hundred and seventy-six days.*

*This is a little Easter egg that @keliosyfan spotted. “When Helios asked MC how long she has been with him, she says "3 years, 275 days" but he corrects her saying "3 years, 276 days". If you put the numbers together you get 3276 which in CN numeric slang means "love Qiluo(Kiro) for life" or "生爱棋洛"So in a way, he wants MC to say "I love Kiro for life"(3276/生爱棋洛). 🥺😭🤧”

Although his voice was faint, it was conclusive.

I thought about it and didn’t argue with him. For me, there was no difference between one more day and one less day.

Helios: Want to leave?

MC: ….?

He laughed suddenly, but only slightly mocking this time.

Helios: I can teach you enough to live a better life.

After that, he stood up. The sudden drop in temperature made me feel a little cold in this midsummer weather.

Helios: Since you want to leave, I won’t stop you.

Helios: But leave before the seventh day of July.

[Third Part]

Helios left after saying this, leaving me alone in the room in a daze.

Compared to his sudden expulsion, I was more concerned about another thing.

The seventh day of July.

What was going to happen on that day?

The annexed restaurants, and suppressed merchants….I know what Helios has been doing for several years.

Would my existence cause him any trouble?

I looked at my bare wrists and couldn’t help laughing at myself.

Maybe I was locked in place by a pair of invisible shackles.

I pursed my lips and walked to the closet to take out the bag hidden in its depths. Perhaps it was just my illusion, but it seemed to have been turned over by someone.

(Outside of room)

Outside the dark room, late at night, I tiptoed over with my bag. There were faint sounds of firm punching and kicking coming from inside the room.

Helios stayed alone here every night, not letting anyone come close.

But this was my hidden secret, and I could secretly monopolize Helios at this moment.

As usual, I opened the window a crack.

In the room, Helios was half-naked, and the small old silver locket hung with silver bells, reflecting sharp lines of bright silver light in the cold moonlight.

His movements were swift and fierce, harder than usual as if he was venting out something.

His wet hair was weighed down, and sweat dripped slowly from his lower jaw and down his strong and undulating chest.

He stood at the junction of light and shadow, with most of his face hidden in the darkness.

The sound of cicadas in midsummer made people feel a little restless, and the silver locket on his chest heaved slightly as he panted hard.

Helios stood there and didn’t move. I don’t know what he was waiting for. *The music from the first Valentine’s Day event starts playing so it’s getting steamy 😏*

In the next second, those blue eyes passed through the window and were firmly locked on me.

MC: ….!

I instantly withdrew my head and squatted down.

Helios: ….Come in.

Helios: I’ll only say it once. *Don’t need to tell me twice!! 😩😩 *

Hearing the slightly stiff tone, I stood up, lowered my head, and pushed the door open. I only took a single step in and then stopped.

Helios: I don’t see you this compliant on weekdays.

MC: ….You knew?! Then why did you never let me go before….

Helios: For my own pleasure.

I suddenly raised my head and found that he had positioned himself right in front of me. His scorching body temperature seemed to be able to cross the distance between us and set me on fire.

MC: I-I didn’t come here today to take a peek, I just….

He lowered his eyes and his gaze flicked across the bag I was holding behind me. His smile melted into a bit of a smirk.

Helios: If you’re saying goodbye, you don’t...

MC: I want you to teach me some martial arts.

I held my breath and did not miss the momentary surprise that flashed through his eyes.

MC: What you taught me isn’t enough.

Helios looked at me condescendingly, his eyes dim. A breeze flitted past my ear as his hand smacked against the door frame behind me.

Helios: Not enough?

In this tense atmosphere, I tried my best not to avoid his gaze.

MC: You taught me a lot, but….it felt like things had become even serious today.

MC: So I…. I still need you.

Before I finished speaking, Helios suddenly grabbed my left wrist from the outside and at the same time stretched out his leg to hook behind me.

When I lost my balance, his left hand instantly reached out to support my waist, and his right hand came out from under my arm and clasped my wrist from the front again.

When I came back to my senses, I found that I had been directly pinned to the floor, and the bag in my hands had been tossed aside.

The entire movement was executed clean and smooth, and there was only the faint sound of the silver bell on the old silver locket swaying in the silent air.

Helios: There are many people who need me in this city.

Helios: I can teach you. Want to learn?

He lowered his head slightly, and the old silver locket grazed my chest, which made me take in a sharp inhale. My entire heart and lungs seemed to be occupied by his breath.

I tried to lift up my wrists and lower limbs, but it wasn’t enough to shake off the person above me.

MC: In this bag is the money that I have saved over the past few years. The money you bought me for back then, plus four years’ worth of interest, will be given to you.

Helios: I’m not short on cash.

MC: If you accept the money, I won’t owe you anything, but I will still help you.

I tremblingly stroked the old silver locket on his chest. It carried his body temperature and made my fingertips hot.

It coincided with the seventh day of the seventh month of the first year we met. For the first time, I heard someone cursing him and wanting him to die.

I had cried and went to the temple to ask for a peace charm and an old silver locket. When I got home, I gave them to him together.

I knew that many people in this city hated him, but I wanted him to be safe.

He had just smiled sarcastically at the time, and I threw it away when he turned around. Who knew that I’d see it dangling on his chest here that night.

The silver bells chimed, just like my unstoppable heartbeat.

MC: You still wear this old silver locket.

Helios: I forgot to remove it.

His hot breath fanned my face, entangling with my own breath in the scorching air.

My fingers followed the silver chain of the old silver locket and stroked his chest. I could clearly feel his taut muscles under my fingertips.

MC: There are many orphans like me in the restaurant.

MC: Those merchants who were suppressed by you could always open new shops.

MC: Underground, the losers will always be the bureaucrats who usually bully others and gain funds out of ill will.

MC: I don’t know why you want to be a bad person in the eyes of the city, but what I see is different from others.

Helios: Ridiculous.

MC: This is what you taught me.

Looking at my smile, he snorted coldly, but the moonlight sneaking in illuminated the faint smile in his eyes.

Helios: You just said it wrong.

He glanced at my bag and lowered his body even further.

Helios: Don’t owe me anything?

Helios: The three years and two hundred and seventy-six days with me were enough for you to repay me?

MC: [confused] You didn’t even see how much there is inside….

Helios: I’ve seen it.

He pulled slightly hard, making me stand up instantly.

Helios: You owe me too much.

Helios: I’ll ask you to settle the tab later.

Helios: However, you do need to learn some self-defence skills.

Unlike his usual touch, his fingertips caressed my eyes, ears, nose and neck.

Helios: People have many weaknesses.

Helios: Eyes, ears, throat, heart…. *The way he said this sent shivers down my spine 😳🥵*

As he whispered, his fingertips kept moving downwards, making me nervously hold onto that hand.

Helios: [more sexy whispering] What’s the matter? Don’t you want to learn?

Helios: I gave you the chance to leave.

Helios: But you refused.

[Fourth Part]

Helios implemented his teaching method, “diligently” teaching from the most basic style, which made me extremely embarrassed.

MC: [flustered] ….Can you put on some clothes next time? *MC, no!! What are you even asking?! You enjoy it and you know it! 🥵

Helios: I can wear what I like.

Seeing the obvious teasing in his eyes, I ran away completely.

Finally, I asked him about what would happen on the seventh day of July, and his expression became a little solemn under the clear moonlight.

Gradually, I became even more sure that this was related to what he had done for so many years.

(Cut to store)

In the early morning of the seventh day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, a few foreigners in suits and arrogant expressions came to the store.

These people seemed to be a little unkind, and my heart felt uneasy.

Waiter: Miss MC, a guest of the boss, made a reservation at Spring Moon Pavillion.

MC: Let me take care of it.

With a smile, I went to the foreigners and led them to the booth. I didn’t expect that Helios would already be waiting there.

The moment he saw me, his brows lightly furrowed and he tilted his head slightly.

“Leave.”

I blinked and instantly understood what he meant. After the foreigners walked into the booth, they positioned themselves again at the door.

MC: Boss, your guests are here.

After that, I took a step back and then ridicule suddenly rang out.

??: Leaving already?

Unexpectedly, a foreigner walked over, grabbed my wrist and dragged me directly into the booth.

??: Helios, you must have misunderstood.

??: What is the meaning of a group of men when talking about business?

The foreigner smiled sarcastically. I restrained the urge to shoot and looked at Helios cautiously.

In the next second, an invisible cold front flew past my face, grazing the wrist of the foreigner and leaving behind a small, bloody wound.

No one knew when he fired the shot, and Helios was still leaning on the sofa, lazily looking at the wailing foreigner. He made no effort to hide his coldness and murderous intent.

Helios: Next time, it’ll be your head.

Helios: Come here.

I stood cautiously behind Helios, and saw a man in a white suit standing up with a feigned smile.

Foreigner: Just kidding. Don’t get upset, Helios.

Helios: Is that what you learned by spying on me every day?

My heart sank and I tried my best to calm my nerves.

Have these people been spying on him?

Foreigner: Don’t say that, we just need to confirm whether you are worthy of our cooperation.

Foreigner: After all, with this kind of business, ordinary people are not eligible to participate.

Foreigner: But….we also have to look at the sincerity of the boss.

His eyes moved from Helios to me with an arrogant smile.

Foreigner: I heard that you have a well-trained girl who is clever and easy to use. I wonder if you are willing to share?

I was shocked and couldn’t move. I waited quietly for Helios’ answer.

Helios: I can.

The cicadas kept humming noisily, and for an instant, I seemed to be back to that moment from four years ago, when there was only haziness left in this world.

But I just blinked and walked respectfully from the back of the sofa to the foreigners.

It sounded like a serious matter. Maybe he wanted me to be an undercover agent for these foreigners?

Or maybe he just changed his mind again and didn’t need me anymore.

My vision became a little blurred.

Helios: Did you really think I would say that?

Helios’ arms encircled me from behind. His familiar breath came over me, and his voice was filled with pure mockery.

Foreigner: Helios, what do you mean?

Helios: Your nonsense... will anyone still want it?

The foreigner was stunned as if he didn’t expect him to say that. But in the next second, his expression became fierce again.

Foreigner: So it was you who brought those people…!

In the horrified eyes of those foreigners, Helios’ smile became even more ruthless.

Helios: I’ve been tired of looking at the faces of you idiots for a long time now.

Helios: I asked you to come today to settle the account.

At Helios’ signal, I slowly withdrew from the booth.

(Cut to lobby)

I didn’t know what would happen to them next, but maybe something would briefly end today.

I returned to the lobby and asked for the guestbook from the front desk. I wanted to distract myself but there was one face that was stuck in my mind.

Helios won’t get hurt, right?

Helios: ….MC.

Did I trouble him again just now?

Helios: MC.

An impatient sigh sounded in my ears and I felt my figure tilt, and in the next moment, I was trapped in someone’s arms.

Helios: Didn’t you hear me calling you?

MC: Helios….!

Helios: I should’ve said that only you can’t call me by that name.

In this lighted corner, the ambiguous gazes of the other guests in the lobby wandered over to us.

MC: Did you just call me? Wait… Has your matter been resolved?

MC: And let me go first. Th-there are other guests here.

Helios: This is my restaurant.

His fingertips rested on the guestbook, and a faint chilly scent emanated from him.

Helios: Did you really think I would give you to those people just now?

MC: ….

He narrowed his eyes, his voice carrying with it some faint, dangerous warning.

MC: …. I didn’t.

Helios: You’re a terrible liar.

Helios: Why did you walk over?

MC: Because I believe in you. I know you have your reasons.

I couldn’t help holding onto his drooping lapels. At this moment, Helios seemed to reveal all those sharp edges and corners of his heart.

There were only some unfamiliar ones left, which belonged to the insecurities of youth.

Helios: Ridiculous.

As he said this, he pulled me up and walked into the depths of the lobby.

MC: ….Sorry.

Helios: I’m talking about myself.

I looked up in surprise and saw his slightly ironic expression.

Helios: They have a large munitions factory behind them.

His voice was indifferent, but what he said was like a time bomb, going off in my brain.

MC: Munitions factory?!

Helios: Those foreigners have been smuggling arms into the city.

Helios: I couldn’t find the buyers and sellers, but there was always a steady stream of arms that kept coming into the city.

Hearing this, I felt cold sweat ooze from my back.

I knew what the meaning was behind all of this.

I remembered the unfinished words under the hideous faces of those foreigners just now.

Helios had found those people now.

MC: Why…. are you telling me this?

Helios: Because I want to.

In the midst of my wildly racing heartbeat, his words were sure and firm, as if something seemed to be coming to light.

MC: The merchants and bureaucrats that you suppressed were all related to this, right?

Helios’ silence secretly confirmed my suspicions, and my heart couldn’t help but race.

He always carried all the dangers by himself; walking alone in silence.

Why not ask other people for help?

Just as I was about to ask, I immediately thought of the answer.

With the continuous delivery of arms, both buyers and sellers were in the dark, and easy actions against them would only be a surprise.

Did he destroy those arms?

Helios: Strength and weapons are necessary.

Helios: Those who really need it will use them to protect important things.

He said this matter of factly with determined eyes as if understanding what I was thinking in my heart.

We walked through the corridor of the hotel and came to the street from the side door.

The dusk was heavy, the red lanterns softly brightening the sights of the entire street, and it was full of liveliness.

The girls blushed as they cuddled up with their partners under the lights and the crescent silver moon.

Such a quiet night made my nose itch.

MC: If those goods were sold to the original sellers.

MC: What would tonight have been like?

I turned my face to look at Helios by my side. The warm yellow lights shone on the side of his stern face. He didn’t say a word, probably accepting something reluctantly.

MC: What you said about this world… What do you think it will look like in the future?

Helios: There is only brief peace at the moment.

Helios: But suffering will bloom into a flower. (Sidenote: what he means to say is "no pain, no gain." It's one of Kiro's character themes :>)

He raised his head slightly, and the cold moonlight reflected in his blue eyes, like the sea under the moon.

Silent and immense, as if it could contain everything.

Seeing him like this reminded me of those distant eyes.

In a ghostly manner, I took out the crumpled old photo from my purse and held it beside his face.

Helios: Why do you carry this person’s picture with you everywhere?

MC: [smiling affectionately] Because he is special to me.

Helios: And yet you still follow me?

MC: This is different.

Looking at his teasing smile, I snorted at him and looked at the boy in the photo with a warm smile.

MC: You said that when technology advances in the future, this photo will definitely become the colour in my memory.

Under the blue sky, the blond boy was like a passionate golden sun under the eyes of the crowd.

He smiled and seemed to be able to become a source of invincible courage.

He could gather endless amounts of enthusiasm as long as he stood there.

His voice turned into notes and tunes, dancing along with the wind, driving some of the darkness away.

In this devastated generation, he was like a burning flame.

Kiro: I’m Kiro.

Kiro: Thank you for listening to my song.

Helios looked at the yellowed black and white photo, looking a bit dazed for a while, and a little lonely.

Helios: No one in this city remembers him anymore.

MC: I still remember.

MC: Even if the whole world doesn’t, I will remember him.

In those turbulent years, I had always remembered the embers left behind by that meteor.

Once, there was a young man named Kiro who helped me through countless dark and dull times with a smile.

Until the day I met Helios. I gained the strength to live again from this person.

MC: I think you are very similar.

MC: Although your methods are different, you are both using your own strength to illuminate and empower others.

Helios’ pupils contracted unconsciously, and became deeper with my words.

The slowly rising paper lanterns glowed with a gentle light, quietly surrounding us, like a tender embrace.

Helios: You haven’t asked for this year’s peace charm.

Hearing what he said, I suddenly remembered that because of the previous kidnapping, I couldn’t find a peace charm.

MC: Seeing your attitude before, I thought that there was something that was making you anxious, so I kept following you.

Helios: What attitude?

MC: You said I should leave before the seventh day of July. I asked you about it later, but you didn’t say anything. Wasn’t it about that serious matter?

Hearing my question, Helios froze for a moment and then turned his face to the side, his earlobes slowly turning red.

MC: Was that not what it meant?

Helios: ….

He pursed his mouth and the lights shone behind him like a splendid landscape painting.

Helios: Because “weakness” really does become a weakness.

MC: Huh?

Helios: You are the only person here who wants me to be safe and live a long life.

Helios: I was reluctant to wait until the Qixi Festival this year.

Helios: Although, I don’t understand why you would want to wish for peace during the Qixi Festival.

My heart was beating fast, and seeing Helios’ face turned to the side, I found his eyes to be brighter than the stars.

MC: [blushing] Because, because I just happened to run into you at that time. *Changed some wording*

MC: And if it’s the New Year, the wishes would all pile up on top of each other, and God won’t be able to hear them.

MC: During the Qixi Festival, maybe God is used to hearing the wishes for marriage, so he can hear my request for peace without needing it to unheard.

Helios: Then today, in addition to asking for peace, you can also wish for marriage.

Helios smiled slightly with some clarity and sincerity.

MC: ….In that case, a name is needed.

MC: But you never let me call you by this name.

I held my breath nervously and saw his face slowly leaning towards me. I didn’t mind the attention around me, and his breath slowly entangled with mine.

Helios: Let me see.

His protracted tone was a bit tempting and bewitching as if it had lost a thick shell; more naked and intimate than usual, and finally landed on my lips.

Helios: Ki-Ro.

Helios: Please use that name.

End

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thedummysdummy · 3 years ago

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In Which Victor Gets Spoiled

Though the anniversary of his birth had never been something that Victor cared much about, this year he couldn't deny that he felt something akin to excitement. After all, things were quite different since the girl had taken to making sure the day was "special."

She had been particularly secretive this year. And so, as the sun peeked through the crack in the dark curtains to wake him, Victor found himself waking with a smile on his face. The girl still snoozed at his side, her squeaky snores filling his heart with warmth. He rolled over onto his side and stared at her features for a long time. The way her eyelashes rested against her cheeks. The freckles that speckled her cheeks like stars. Her delicate nose and soft lips. Victor couldn’t help himself and scooped her into his arms, holding her close to his chest.

The girl mumbled and adjusted her position slightly to more fully sink into his curves. Victor pressed his lips to her forehead and closed his eyes, content to lay there with the girl molded to his body as long as the peaceful moment could last. “Such a sleepy dummy,” he murmured, his hot breath rolling over her cheek. They lay there for another twenty minutes before the girl’s eyes slowly opened and she yawned widely. Her legs and feet stretched out to their full length and her body trembled slightly from the stretch. Victor chuckled and brushed her hair away from her eyes. “Good morning, sleepyhead.”

“Good morning yourself,” she murmured, her words slightly slurred with drowsiness. She nuzzled into his chest and yawned again as his warmth soaked into her cheeks. “Did you get enough rest?”

Victor nodded and gently ran his hand up and down the curve of her spine. “I always sleep well when you’re here with me, but you always make sure to ask the same question every morning. Don’t you ever tire of getting the same answer?”

She giggled and pressed a kiss to his right breast. “Never. I could never tire of hearing that you actually got enough sleep. The CEO often doesn’t take the time to be well rested unless I’m there to make sure it happens!” Victor feigned offense, but the girl just continued to giggle and extracted herself from his embrace. “You especially better be well rested for today! I have the best birthday plan ever!”

“We will see about that. A certain someone makes that claim every single year.”

“But am I lying when I say it?”

Victor couldn’t help but laugh as he climbed out of bed and slid his feet into the slippers at the bedside. “No, I suppose not. But eventually you are going to run out of ways to ‘top last year.’”

“Such little faith in me! We will be old and grey before I run out of ways to remind you how lucky the world is that you were born.” The girl flashed Victor a dazzling smile and disappeared into the bathroom, leaving Victor with just the lightest tinge of flush along his cheeks and eartips.

The sound of the shower soon filled the bedroom through the cracked bathroom door. Victor gathered a clean set of casual clothing and slipped into the bathroom without so much as a knock. From the corner of her eye, the girl saw a movement in the room and stifled a gasp before her brain caught up. She would recognize that form anywhere… “Not even a knock, hmm? Someone is being particularly a rascal today!”

Victor opened the shower door and stepped inside, a cheeky grin on his face. “It’s my birthday, isn’t it? And my dummy wants me to be happy, right?” He slid into the warm stream, wrapped his arms around her wet form, and pressed his lips firmly to hers to empty her lungs. “I would think that this ‘rascal’ can have anything he wants today.”

Finding herself pinned to the wall of the shower, the girl simply nodded and attempted to catch her breath. “Just remember that we do need to actually get clean and dressed before we need to leave at 9!”

“I suppose I can make that work,” Victor rumbled.

~~~

They did, indeed, make it out the front door by 9. Barely. Victor stepped out into the sunshine and squinted for a moment before lowering his sunglasses. He looked quite dapper in his solid polo and khaki shorts with shades. His keys jingled in his hand and he took the girl’s in his other. “Alright, you have to tell me where we’re going now.”

“No I don’t,” the girl replied cheekily, ignoring Victor’s look of annoyance. He was about to argue when Goldman pulled up to the driveway with a wave. “See? I can keep the secret a little bit longer because you’re not driving!” Victor sighed and stepped up to open the car door for the girl, who gave him a kiss on the cheek as she passed. He only walked around the car to his own seat once he was sure she was securely buckled in.

“Happy birthday, boss!” Goldman’s chipper voice came from the front seat. Victor nodded in acknowledgement and leaned back against the seat. He reached over and grabbed the girl’s hand, their fingers naturally intertwining. “Are we ready? Then off to stop one it is!” The car roared forward and toward the city center. None of the occupants made much conversation; they all seemed to be content with the comfortable atmosphere in the cabin. Victor ran his thumb over the girl’s palm as he looked out the window in an attempt to figure out where they were going.

When they turned down a particularly familiar street, Victor turned to look at the girl with one eyebrow raised. “Souvenir? You’re bringing me to my own restaurant to make me cook you breakfast for my birthday?”

The girl giggled and shook her head. “You’ve only half figured it out. You’re definitely not cooking today.” They came to a stop and exited the car to the warm, sweet scent of vanilla and cinnamon wafting from Souvenir’s brightly-lit interior. “Thank you, Goldman. I’ll text you when we’re ready to leave for our next stop! We need to be there by noon, so if we lose track of time you might have to come fetch us.”

Goldman nodded and winked before driving off up the street. The girl took Victor’s hand and led him into the restaurant where a smiling Mr. Mills was setting out cutlery for two. “Good morning, boss! Happy birthday!” He gestured to the set table and took a slight stop back. “If you two would be so kind as to take a seat, breakfast will be served shortly.”

Victor got the girl settled in her seat and took his own, staring at the kitchen door. The girl shook her head and waggled her finger at him. “Don’t even think about it! You are not going to help cook, wait, or clean up this meal! Mr. Mills has it under control.”

“I do indeed,” Mr. Mills’ voice replied from behind Victor. Victor turned to see his employee holding two plates of french toast with fresh sliced strawberries and a buttermilk syrup. They smelled heavenly and the girl pulled in a deep breath of the fragrant aroma. “Eat up, you two! I’m glad to finally put some of these skills I’ve picked up from you to good use.”

And with that, Mr. Mills retired to the kitchen and allowed the couple to enjoy their breakfast. It was absolutely delicious; hot, perfectly cooked, and a lovely balance of sweet syrup, tangy strawberries, and spicy cinnamon. Victor slowly and deliberately cut and ate his portion, his eyes glued to his partner. She definitely seemed to be enjoying her breakfast, judging by the small smudge of syrup on the tip of her nose. “So childish,” Victor grumbled, reaching across the table to wipe away the syrup with his napkin. “Must you be such a disaster?”

“I suppose not, but at least I’m your disaster,” she teased, sticking out her tongue and following it back in with a piece of toast. Victor rolled his eyes but couldn’t keep the corners of his lips from curling slightly upwards. As soon as their plates were empty, Mr. Mills returned with a platter of eggs, bacon, and sausage with fried potatoes on the side. “This looks delicious!” she exclaimed to the beaming Mr. Mills.

They made good progress on the second course as well, finally leaning back in their chairs to breathe. By the time Mr. Mills arrived with two steaming cups of jasmine tea, even the girl was so full she could only slowly sip at the fragrant liquid. She glanced at the clock on the wall and pulled out her phone. “I better tell Goldman that we’re almost ready to leave. Thank you, Mr. Mills, for this wonderful meal. What’s our bill today?”

Mr. Mills laughed and patted the girl’s hand. “Your bill today is to take care of this guy.” He smiled and gestured at Victor fondly. “Make sure that he doesn’t grump around on his birthday.” The girl joined his laughter and headed for the door as Goldman pulled up to the alley. “Enjoy your day, you two!”

Victor reclined in his seat with his hand draped loosely over the girl’s lap. She traced the lines on his palm with her index finger and watched out the window, excitement in her eyes. “I don’t suppose you’re going to tell me where we’re going now?” Victor asked, glancing at her in his peripheral vision. She merely flashed him a cheeky smile and shook her head with vigor. “I thought not.”

The buildings thinned out as they continued driving toward a less populated region of the city. There was only one thing out here Victor could think of that the girl might drag him to, so with a smirk he clutched her hand and muttered, “It’s nice weather for the zoo. Not too hot or windy. There should be plenty of animals out in the sun.”

Unfortunately for Victor, he didn’t quite get the surprised reaction he expected. The girl simply nodded and rested her head on his shoulder. “Yeah, we couldn’t ask for a more beautiful day to spend outside in the sunshine. And I’m sure Vic-Vic will be happy to see you.”

“I should think the panda won’t even notice I’m there,” Victor replied dryly. “But it will be nice to see him regardless.” His answer pleased the girl, who strained to reach his cheek for a kiss. Victor sighed and leaned down toward her to accept it. “It is a fine gift. Thank you.”

The girl beamed and clutched Victor’s hand as Goldman pulled up to the gates of the zoo and came to a stop. “Boss, M’lady, we have arrived! I hope that you enjoy yourselves!” Goldman allowed the couple out and parked in a nearby space, calling out, “I figured I would enjoy a day at the zoo as well. Perhaps we’ll cross paths later! Just text me when you’re ready to go home.” She nodded and waved to Goldman, dragging Victor with purpose through the gate.

A glance at her phone screen told her they still had an hour until the excursion she had planned, so she slowed her step and loosened her grip on Victor’s hand. “We are earlier than I expected. What animals should we see while we wait?”

Victor looked at the girl quizzically. “Early for what? Did you have something planned other than just strolling around the park?” Realizing that Victor hadn’t actually figured out her entire plan, the girl began to laugh and wrapped her arms around Victor’s waist.

“I sure did, and you’re going to love it! But we don’t have to be there until noon. So is there any exhibit you want to see in particular?”

Victor shrugged and the girl looked at a nearby map board. “Well, if you don’t know then we’ll just see what we can find! Let’s go this way.” She pointed down a path and Victor acquiesced, allowing her to lead him wherever her heart desired. The joy and excitement in her eyes more than made his day. It didn’t matter what else she had planned…the fact that she was happy made him the happiest man in the world.

They visited the tigers, the bears, and the giraffes, the sun warm on their faces and their hearts warm in their chests. “Why don’t we go see the snakes?” Victor suggested, pointing at the door to the snake room. The girl stiffened and wrapped her arms around Victor’s arm, but she nodded and allowed him to push her toward the door.

“Dummy, there’s no reason to be afraid of the snakes. They are safely in their cages and far less dangerous than the lions we just looked at.” Victor chuckled and guided the girl through the doorway. She clung to Victor’s arm for dear life, eyes scrunched closed and only willing to peek at the animals. Victor, on the other hand, strolled casually through the various themed areas. He stopped in a tropical room with a massive boa tank in the center and various types of parrots flitting from tree to tree. The singing of birds and chirping of crickets made the room quite pleasant and Victor sat down on a bench with the girl next to him. “Open your eyes. It’s nice in here.”

The girl sighed, but slowly opened her eyes. The bright green of the foliage and reds, blues, yellows, oranges, and greens of the birds filled her sight. “Wow!” she exclaimed. “It really IS nice in here!” Victor nodded and wrapped his arm around the girl’s waist, pulling her closer to his side. They sat there for a while just watching the birds and enjoying each other’s company until the girl glanced at her watch and hopped up. “We need to get moving! It’s almost time for the main surprise!”

Victor nodded and stood, taking the girl’s hand to allow her to lead him. She exited the building, weaved her way through the zoo, and stopped next to the pandas. There was a door next to the enclosure which the girl knocked on. It swung open to reveal a zookeeper with a wide smile. “Ah, you must be Mr. and Mrs. Li, yes?” The girl blushed at being referred to as Victor’s wife, but Victor didn’t give her a chance to correct him. He simply nodded and the zookeeper waved them inside. “Good, good! Just in time. Follow me and I’ll show you what we’re doing today.”

The zookeeper led them into an indoor enclosure, where three baby pandas rolled around and played. One was perched on a wooden swing, one was attempting to climb a ramp but failing miserably, and the final one lay flat on his back with his legs spread in all directions. “So today we need to give the pandas a checkup and lunch. There’s one for each of us, so pick your panda and I’ll introduce you.”

Victor’s eyes lit up as he realized that not only was he seeing pandas today…he was playing with them. He strolled over to the smallest of the pandas who was yet again attempting to climb, only to slip and roll back to the floor as a furry ball. “That one is Leyang. He’s a bit clumsy, so he might be a handful.” The zookeeper smiled and gestured to the little puffball. “You are welcome to hold him. He likes to cuddle.”

“Sounds exactly like someone else I know,” Victor teased, causing the girl to crinkle her eyebrows in irritation. He snickered and scooped up the panda, almost dropping him as the little one went limp. Though his face remained mostly impassive, the girl could see in his body language that Victor was a happy man. She chose the swinging panda whose name was Chi and buried her face in his soft fur.

The zookeeper beckoned them into the next room with their pandas where a scale and various veterinarian equipment filled the counters. “Set Leyang in here, please.” He gestured to the tub sitting on the scale, and Victor obliged. The keeper jotted down the number, nodded, and repeated the process with the other two. He checked their hearts, their teeth, and their paws before putting away the notebook. “Very good. Let’s put the babies down and get their lunch prepared.”

Begrudgingly, Victor and the girl set down the pandas who immediately jumped on each other and began rolling around together. They watched intently as the zookeeper explained how to make the meal and carefully prepared them. The entire time the pandas kept trying to climb their legs, squeaking and mewling as if they were starving right to death.

“Are you sure this isn’t you in panda form?” Victor asked the girl as Leyang again attempted to scale Victor’s leg. She giggled and offered the baby some of the food they had prepared. He snagged a piece of bamboo from the bowl and immediately flopped back against the wall to chew on it. “Yup, definitely you in panda form.”

The girl rolled her eyes and presented Chi’s meal before turning back to Victor. “Well, this one is you. Look how demanding! And picky. He put three pieces of bamboo down before choosing one he likes.”

“There’s nothing wrong with choosing quality over ease,” Victor replied with a waggle of his eyebrows. “I should know. I chose you, after all.” The girl blushed and hid her face while Victor chuckled and ran his fingers through the baby panda’s fur. He didn’t know that he’d ever get a chance to interact with pandas again like this, so he was soaking up every moment. The girl wandered over and Victor pulled her to his side, placing a tender kiss on the top of her head. “Thank you, my little dummy. This was definitely a birthday to remember.”

“Good,” she replied with a grin. “And there’s still plenty of time for other activities if you wish.”

Victor growled softly beneath his breath and hugged the girl tighter, lowering his head to whisper in her ear. “Well, if you’re offering to give me the rest of the day as well…we can certainly pick up where we left off this morning.” A bright blush spread across the girl’s cheeks and Victor began to laugh, letting her go to return to playing with the pandas. She watched him go and shook her head fondly. What a rascal. Her rascal.

#two kinds of fluff #and some spice #I wish I could do this...#mlqc li zeyan #mlqc victor #mlqc #love and producer li zeyan #evol x love #love and producer victor #mlqc fanfic #love and producer #mlqc victor fanfic #mr love queen's choice

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kim-stitches · 4 years ago

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Oof this is so good so good

Head-Canon: How does Gavin pleasure his MC

Requested by a delightfully thirsty anon. Behind the cut for explicit smuttiness.

Rating: Habanero (See Masterlist for ratings description)

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#gavin #mlqc #mlqc hc #mlqc spice

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rinharu-purple · 4 years ago

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Stress-relief

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link4eva · 4 years ago

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Kiro’s Yoga Class Call Translation [CN] (Season 2)

Hi! Here is the call that comes after Kiro’s Culinary Date which you can read here!

Enjoy!~ 💛

*Spoilers below for future content!*

Kiro: MC, have you become interested in yoga recently?

MC: Huh, how did you know?

Kiro: Because I saw you like some videos of yoga sessions. Are you planning to go to a class?

MC: Well, I wanted to.

MC: But after seeing the positions demonstrated by the teacher in these videos, I suddenly wondered if I could actually do it.

Kiro: Well, I actually had the same question before.

Kiro: But later, because of a class at the company, I also came across yoga a little bit. The teacher at the time said to me--

Kiro: “As long as you can breathe, you can practice yoga.”

Kiro: The most important thing is to know your current limitations, find the most suitable practice method and stick to it.

MC: That means….It’s actually not as difficult as it seems?

Kiro: That’s right. After a lot of practice, those difficult positions will come naturally.

Kiro: However, if you are a little hesitant, it may be helpful to practice with an experienced person first….

MC: Eh? So you mean….

Kiro: I mean, if Miss Chips is interested, why not practice with me over the weekend?

Kiro: Although I’m not a professional, I can still teach you a few simple positions.

MC: It seems that this is why you called.

Kiro: [chuckles] You caught me.

Kiro: Didn’t you teach me how to cook before? Let me be your “personal trainer” this time.

Kiro: But as a reminder in advance, Kiro’s private lessons are not free.

Kiro: Well….The specifics of the “tuition fee” will be kept confidential and you will pay it in person when you are in class. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

#mlqc spoilers #mlqc #mr love #mr love game #周棋洛 #mr love dream date #mr love queen's choice #mlqc kiro #mr love kiro #call translation #what's this tuition fee Kiro?#( ͡O ͜ʖ ͡o)#I'm willing to give you an extra tip too ;)#I knew that there was spice hidden somewhere in this call lol #boi looks all sweet but he's far from innocent #Mr. Spicy Chips

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thatfanfictionchick · 4 years ago

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Spoilers for Kiro's 'Unwrap The Gift' date!!

✨ ✨ ✨

BABY 🥺🥺🥺

Kiro your Helios is showing~

s-sir 😳

ATSSYDGJJBKKIUF 🥵🥵🥵

#sweet baby jesus have mercy #dhcjufuyddy #i am deceased #too spice #SIR #mr love queens choice #mlqc #mlqc kiro

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kim-stitches · 5 years ago

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Yes I do the cooking

Yes I do the cleaning

Yes I keep the nana real sweet for your eating

Shaw can dick me down on every single surface in every single available space he wants AMEN AMEN AMEN

The ABCs of Shaw (MLQC Headcanon - NSFW)

Dearest Nonny,

Thank you so very much for your lovely comments! 💕 And I’m SO GLAD you asked for Shaw’s dirty alphabet because god knows my thirsty ass can’t think of anything else 🤣 Take care of yourself as well and hope you enjoy the read!

Warnings: NSFW/18+: Explicit/graphic language - reader discretion is advised. Specific spoilers noted in the appropriate section(s) below.

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#he and gavin can spitroast me all the way to kingdom come for all i care #tmi?#maybe #am i lying though #NO #break my back like a glowstick daddy #he's 182cm i'll climb him like a mthrfking tree #yes lawd #mlqc #shaw #ling xiao #mlqc spice #spice hc

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cheri-translates · 4 years ago

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What would you vote as the spiciest date for each boy?

Hi Anon~ I’ll respond with two dates per guy - one already released in EN, and one from CN.

🌶 Heavy spoilers under the cut because I included the spicy moments in detail, so don’t continue if you’re averse to that! 🌶

[Note: I compared the official English translations with the original Chinese versions and realised that the former is a little lacking... so I translated the spicy scenes so you can enjoy them as the writers intended ^o^ ]

🌹Victor🌹

[ EN: Dazzling Date ]

An urgent kiss clogs my unfinished words. His breath has never been closer to me than it is right now.

His lips uncontrollably demand for more, and the fingertips clasping my hair grow tighter and tighter, like a net catching its prey.

As though worried that I would drown in this sudden deep kiss, he leaves me a short time to breathe.

Victor: Since you’re clear-headed, remember everything about tonight.

While speaking, he hooks his index finger through his neat necktie, loosening it along with the buttons on the collar of his shirt.

His refined muscles are unobstructed under the moonlight, and he immediately catches my distracted gaze.

Victor: You're still in the mood to look at other things?

Looking at his chest muscles is obviously the same as looking at him. Looking at his face is also the same as looking at him. Why is he so...

Without leaving me room for sophistry, he places one hand against the side of the pool and continues the interrupted kiss.

His breath lingers in my mouth, as if wanting to take care of every inch of my sensitive skin.

Unlike the first ravaging kiss, this kiss is like a chronic poison, making one sink deeper and deeper, unable to escape.

He gently and domineeringly plunders the last trace of air in my chest, leaving me no choice but to reach out and grab his shoulders to get him to stop.

Yet, he just holds my waist and takes a breath, then continues that wild yet not unpleasant kiss.

Only then do I understand the look in his eyes - a strong emotion called “possessiveness”.

Bubbles are still gurgling in the pool, but they do not muffle the slight sound of water between our lips and teeth. Although the sound is very soft, it stimulates all of my nerves, and every cell is infected with Victor’s breath.

🌶

The Great Victor losing control because of MC? Yes PLEASE.

The Great Victor loosening his tie? Yes PLEASE.

The Great Victor claiming his territory? Yes PLEASE.

[ CN: Sleepless Night Date (灯火夜无眠) ]

He leans closer, rubbing the tip of his nose with mine. Then, his warm thin lips trail slowly from my forehead downwards…

Victor’s breath encases my entire body. He plants scalding kisses on every inch of my skin, making me tremble as I hold onto his cuff.

MC: V-Vic-

He swallows the remaining syllable before I can finish.

This time, his soft lips seize mine, prying my teeth apart and diving right in.

He takes my breath away. In the midst of our breathing, what surrounds the tip of my nose is the unique taste belonging only to him…

After a long while, Victor finally ends his deep and searing kiss.

I clutch onto his arm, my chest heaving as I struggle to catch my breath.

His lips once again brush my nose and cheek gently, like a dragonfly flitting across the surface of water. He looks into my eyes.

I see myself in his pupils, red-faced and misty-eyed.

🌶

I’m weak for the transition from heated kisses to light, fluttery ones

Papergames even turned the CG into a gif because a still picture is unable to contain the spice

🎐 Gavin 🎐

[ EN: Blind Date ]

Before I can scream, Gavin’s warm breath brushes my face.

Followed by his soft, scalding lips sealing mine.

MC: ...oh...

The kiss is very powerful and rough, as if trying to draw all the oxygen from my lungs.

I feel like I'm about to suffocate. My legs become soft, and I slide downwards with my back against the wall.

Gavin holds me by my waist with one hand while pressing the back of my head with the other, deepening the kiss...

Just when I think I’m about to die, he moves his lips away slightly, his deep eyes gazing at me.

MC: ...Gavin...

Gavin: What’s wrong?

MC: [pushing Gavin shyly] ...this is a public place.

Gavin hugs me even more tightly, resting his chin on my shoulder...

MC: Gavin... let me go...

A warm breath caresses my ear. It’s a numbing feeling, as though thousands of ants are crawling into the bottom of my heart...

🌶

The tension built up over the course of the entire date was 💯

Gavin can just stand in the middle of nowhere and I’d still find it spicy

[ CN: Late Autumn Date (秋深之约) ]

I look towards Gavin, lightly tugging at the corner of his shirt. At the same time, I gently bite his lip, wordlessly expressing the feelings in my heart at this very moment.

As though punishing me for my mischief, his eyes narrow slightly. With a hand on my cheek, he presses my entire body onto the piano.

MC: …

I close my eyes, holding onto his solid arms. I lift my head to welcome his lips, savouring his unique breath.

The person in front of me has shed off the roughness of youth, leaving behind only the purity of youth. He often makes me forget that he once used to be unrestrained like the wind.

He has a body that is stronger than everyone else’s, a tough soul, a will that is as firm as steel, and a heart full of tenderness – it is soft beyond compare.

I cling to his waist tightly using my calves, wanting to brand every part of him into my heart.

🌶

Poetic spice. Yes.

🌻 Kiro 🌻

[ EN: Stardust Date ]

His hair, slightly drenched in sweat, brushes the tip of my nose. What follows is a sudden kiss.

The soft and blazing tip of his tongue launches a slightly rough attack, making me press my hands against his chest. Yet, I am unwilling to push him away.

Just a few steps away from the stage, fans are still shouting for an encore, but I can no longer hear their restless cries.

All that descends into my ears is the rush of breaths.

Our disorderly breaths entwine, and we inhale and exhale over and over again, bringing along with it a brief sense of hypoxia.

I feel dizzy and am unable to think of much anymore. My mouth is agape, like a stranded fish craving for more oxygen.

He takes the opportunity to fill in this gap. Starting with a restrained light peck, he observes my reaction bit by bit before gradually deepening the kiss.

Every cell in my body seems to be tinged with his scent. I can’t help but pull myself closer to him, wanting more, demanding more.

He responds passionately, a light crimson under his quivering eyelashes. Drenched with sweat, he looks handsome and cute.

🌶

I’d say this is the second spiciest date that has been released in EN so far (with Victor’s Dazzling date as the reigning champion). Good job Kiro.

MC demanding for more? Yes PLEASE.

[ CN: Variety Show Date（综艺之约) ]

The fingers on my back follow the trail of water and snake downwards. Blazing heat follows his movements, gradual yet eager, as they flow over every inch of my skin.

His breath lays siege, filling every crevice in my body, wet and lingering.

Even so, Kiro is not yet satisfied. His arms hold me even tighter, and he uses his fingertips and lips to hold me prisoner in this secret corner, and I am unable to withdraw.

Kiro: Miss Chips, you belong to me. So, I won’t let you escape this time.

His searing breath takes over mine. I am unable to tell if it’s water droplets or sweat that slowly trickles down our tightly-pressed skin.

In our misty vision, dots of starlight pass through the trees, and are scattered across the surface of the water. Suppressed gasps diffuse near our ears, and are amplified by our senses.

The water sways continuously like a tide, gently wrapping two hearts that are about to merge into one.

And the breaths of the sea breeze render the night even more blurry.

🌶

I’m just going to assume they did the deed in the lake which is highly impractical but somehow v e r y sexy.

🦋 Lucien 🦋

[ EN: I haven’t read his EN dates... ]

[ CN: Warm Morning Date (暖晨之约) ]

The hand that had lightly lit a cluster of flames on my skin earlier finally lands on the back of my head with certainty, causing me to lift my head slightly.

This time, I cooperate and close my eyes.

An undisguised possessiveness spreads to the adjacent skin. In the midst of our entangled breaths, every suck and tender bite are his branded markings.

Soothed by each other’s temperatures, our hearts beat at the same frequency.

🌶

Not as spicy as the dates from the other guys, but I never pegged Lucien as one who leaves love bites so it was a pleasant surprise :>

Unfortunately Shaw doesn’t have any spicy dates... yet :’)

#mlqc spoilers #mm spice #teatime with cheri

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